Chapter 180 Life Matters

I know, what does this mean? Bing Yiyin was stunned and said aggressively, "You Linmu, you can't bet on the lives of 200,000 soldiers. Since I am a supervisor appointed by the court, I have the right and obligation to prevent you from doing so. If you are willing to go your own way, I--"

"What about the prince?" Red sandalwood just turned his cheek slightly and asked with a light temper and smoke.

This light question made Bing Yiyin's fierce momentum lose his strength. His face was as heavy as water, and his sleeve robe was thrown fiercely. The cold light in his eyes flashed. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely return to the court."

"This..." The generals below must look at the red sandalwood worriedly. If the supervisor adds oil and vinegar, the consequences will be unimaginable.

They were so worried that they kept wink at the red sandalwood and signaled him not to be angry and talk about it in the long run. Unexpectedly, they were dying of urgency. Their leader just nodded faintly and answered, "Oh."

Then, he no longer cares about Prince Yi and shouted outside the tent: "Gao Song."

Bing Yiyin was hung there. It was neither sitting nor sitting. For a moment, his face turned into a pig's liver color.

The generals lowered their heads. They didn't know whether they saw it or bowed their heads and smiled.

Gao Song came in quickly. His tall body half knelt down and lowered his head and said, " Commander."

Red sandalwood pulled out a roll of drawing from the cuff and handed it to him, "This is the road map to the enemy."

Her salty and light words shocked the generals and said, "What?"

"Has the commander inquired about the specific position of the enemy?" Xin Yan was even more surprised. He knew that he had always been in charge of this matter, but many people were sent back in no avail. He was not surprised by the result that his opponent was Muta, but now he was really surprised when the result came out.

"Yes." Red sandalwood spread out a few blank sheepskin rolls on the case, waved a few strokes, took the seal and stamped it, and then handed it to Xin Yan, but said to Gao Song, "Gao Song, send this battle book to the enemy camp immediately and hand it over to the wooden tower."

"What? A letter of war?!" Bingyi opened her eyes wide in shock and warned angrily, "You Linmu!"

"The leader is here, Prince Yi." Red sandalwood bowed his head slightly to face, and then said carelessly, "The prince is not young, and you are impatient with these things. If you feel that the army is boring, you can go back to the court immediately. I'm sorry it's not far away.

"You--" Bingyi's chest fluctuated violently. Unexpectedly, she was not afraid of the pressure of the court at all. For a moment, there was nothing she could do. At that moment, she shook her sleeves fiercely and gritted her teeth and lost her words: "You Linmu, you will bear the consequences for your behavior today!"

After saying that, he strode out.

"Natural." Red sandalwood looked at the angry back and was indifferent.

Xin Yan reminded her a little worriedly, " Commander, isn't it good to turn around in front of everyone like this?"

"The general doesn't have to worry about Linmu. Linmu knows it." She comforted herself.

Xin Yan couldn't say anything more. He just clenched the sheepskin roll in his hand and asked solemnly, "After three days, the decisive battle, the commander has really decided."

"We can't afford to wait for the general, do you know--" She leaned closer to Xin Yan and whispered in his ear, "Your Majesty, something has happened, and the civil strife in the court has become white-hot."

"What?" Xin Yan was shocked, and the majestic Chinese character face sank down, which looked very compelling. He pondered for a long time and said firmly, "Well, a decisive battle is inevitable."

"That's what I mean." Red sandalwood sat up straight and watched the heavy circulation of the sheepskin roll in the hands of the generals. Finally, he fell to Gao Song and told him, "Be sure to do it, even if it's life."

How could Gao Song not know the seriousness of the matter? At this moment, he kowtowed heavily and said in a low voice, "Gao Song will definitely live up to his trust."

He stood up, his tall and straight, and walked steadily out of the tent.

Gao Song came out of the camp, and there were soldiers with horses waiting there for a long time. Gao Song didn't say anything. He turned over the horse and ran to the enemy camp with a roll of parchment firmly guarded by his chest.

Running across the Gobi Desert, one person and one horse, the back was bleak and decisive. The horse's hoof stepped on the ice without splashing a trace of ice, and the war horse crossed the Wuding River and was detained by a team of soldiers in Cangguo's military uniform.

Four knives stood on his neck, all the way from the Wuding River to the Cang Army's barracks, until he stood in front of the unpopular marshal in tight black.

Gao Song had heard too much rumors about the marshal. Before he fought head-on with him, he even thought that this man was not a human being. Such exquisite tactics could never be constructed by the mind of an ordinary human being. But after following the leader, he slowly felt that as long as he was a human, he would not be perfect. There were always loopholes, and he would win and lose.

"I left the country." The empty and dark tone appeared in his ear, but the marshal sitting on the leopard leather chair did not speak, but he was so sure that the sound was made by him and continued, "Are you looking for death?"

Gao Song felt that his legs were trembling. In the case of enemies on all sides, in the case of life hanging on the handle of the knife, in the face of such a powerful enemy, the fear in his heart is self-evident. But I remember the blue-robed teenager in front of Chu Lingcheng. His cold face has never been afraid of anything. His current life is given by him, so he has to bear everything he has given him, including his fearlessness. At that moment, he straightened his spine and said with fixed eyes, "In order of the commander, I will come to fight against your army."

"War post?" The generals were stunned and laughed. The coward who left the country wanted to fight with them? Isn't this a big joke?

In the laughter all over the room, Gao Song's spine was stiff, and his neck had not been sensed for a long time. He was almost stubbornly guarding the strength and pride of a soldier, looking at the person who had no expression on the main position from beginning to end.

"War post." The two words of gray breath fell, and all the laughter disappeared coincidentally.

Gao Song then raised his disobedient hand and took out the sheepskin roll on his chest with a slight difficulty. As soon as he took it out, the soldier of Cang next to him grabbed his hand and respectfully sent it to the wooden tower.

"Three days later, fight in the wilderness." In simple words, there is no title, no signature, but it is for whom and who it is, but no one is clear about it. For a moment, the one who had laughed before became silent.

The wooden tower's eyes finally focused for the first time. The gray eyes fell on the sheepskin roll, and then dullly turned to Gao Song, falling a sentence: "Take your head and sacrifice my flag, it's good."

"The two armies will not fight." Gao Song's chest undulated and said in a slight hurry.

"He broke the rules first." The gray tone said indifferently.

Under the battle-free card, the red sandalwood forced the siege, some praised, and some degraded. But whether it is praise or criticism, the rules are broken, it is an indisputable fact.

Gao Song thought about this, but his face suddenly calmed down completely. He looked at the figure that was a little difficult to see and said with relief, "I came here, but I didn't think I could go back. It's a great honor to do the last thing for the commander."

At this time, no one has gone back to doubt the authenticity of what he said. Maybe he is about to die, and his words are also true and kind.

The gray eyes of the wooden tower swept over the generals in the account. All the generals lowered their heads in fear when they touched his eyes. On the contrary, a little general of the enemy dared to put his sincere eyes on him. He couldn't help asking, "So loyal to him?"

Gao Song's ordinary face was simple and kind. At this time, he smiled and said, "I think all the people who have followed him are loyal to him. I'm just one of them."

Does that person really have such cohesion? What is he on? Obviously, he was hit by him for the first time, which was obviously not as good as him.

"You will regret it." He said so, he will let everyone see who is stronger and who the world should submit to. Three days later, the decisive battle, you go."

He actually let him go? Gao Song is a little hard to believe that this murderous marshal actually let him go as a provocative soldier? But the knife on his neck had been removed, and someone pushed him out, which was indeed an indisputable fact.

Red sandalwood has never left the big tent. Even if Gao Song has been there for a long time, all the generals are waiting as before he left.

"There will be more lives." Bing Bai looked at the tent door that had not moved for a long time.

Xiwu held his arms and pouted and snorted, "I really want to go into Cangying to bring back the boy who sent the letter. Usually, the boy is quite pleasing to see. He is moderate and does things properly. He is like a smart person. Unlike me, he knows how to dance with knives and guns."

Red sandalwood has been silent. Gao Song is the person she brought all the way. The three of them are her most powerful subordinates. No matter which one, she doesn't want to lose. But at this time, Gao Song is the most suitable person. She believes in his strength, but she can't figure out the unpredictable thoughts of the Momota, whether it is life or death, in her. My heart floats up and down.

She didn't have nails, but she felt a little pain in the flesh of her hand for no reason. This pain is not painful, but it is difficult to ignore.

I don't know how long it took. It was dark outside. Finally, I saw a figure coming quickly outside the tent. I don't know if it was because I walked too fast or for some reason. When I walked in front of the red sandalwood, I bent down and gasped, "Gao Song finally lived up to the trust of the leader."

Red sandalwood then smiled and whispered, "Gao Song, I really saw you right."

The soldiers in the account looked at him and nodded one after another. Gao Song did not say anything, but just kept calming down his mood. He could still hold on in the enemy camp. As soon as he left, he felt weak and sweated all over.

Red sandalwood got up and walked to him to help him up. He said to the outside of the tent, "Come on, help Gao Song to go down and rest. If you have nothing to do, don't disturb him."

Soon, two soldiers helped Gao Song down. Red Sandalwood was relieved and lowered his head slightly and said, "It's already dark. Let's go."

Everyone left separately when they heard the words. Although Xin Yan was still at the end, he was not waiting for her this time, but thinking about something alone. His footsteps were a little heavy.

As soon as the red sandalwood stepped out of the big tent, he saw someone standing there under the dark sky, as if he had been there for a long time and had never changed his posture or left.

She smiled and walked over and whispered, "I was in a hurry to walk in the afternoon. I didn't have time to tell you. Don't be angry."